RPhalan

waiting in the rain
they sat all day
hoping it would end
wanting their distress to send
some kind of S.O.S sign
to their loved ones minds
not to give up and forget
to always stand behind, not to fret
to pray for safety
to pray for health
to pray for enemies not to be stelth
they want to see the ones they love
they cry out,”oh God see us from above..”
“protect us through this bitter cold night..
and keep us til the morning light”


seeing and hearing bombs set off left and right
unnoticed among all the loud noises that go off all night
no matter the weather rain or shine
it never eases up especially on the front line
life is horrible, cold, and weary
if only a soldier wouldnt be as dreary
all they dream about is relaxing calm days
without a sorrowful thought and dead friends that lay

in the ground reminding soldiers everyday
why they are fighting, is all they can think
because war scarred their minds and they cant blink
its all something that will forever lay
never to be washed away